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The Pirates of Hardwood

Chapter Two

Sarah was boiling water for spaghetti noodles when Rusty walked through the front door of their apartment. He could smell her cooking before he even made it to the door and instantly his mouth began to water. She was adding the noodles to the water and he approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist. His lips went to her neck and started to kiss her, getting a few strands of her blonde hair in the process.

“Someone’s in a good mood tonight.” Sarah stated, in her ever-pleasant tone of voice.

“I get to come home to you every day, how could I not be in a good mood.” Rusty replied.

“How was work?”

He gave her one last kiss on the cheek, then backed away from her and said, “Boring. Darrick and I mostly hung out in the office watching the cars drive by instead of coming to the shop.”

“Oh, I’m sorry babe. I had a great day with the kids and everyone. We got a few new ones enrolled today, so I’ll be managing my own room here soon.” Sarah said.

Rusty smiled and opened the refrigerator for a can of his favorite cola, “That’s great. You don’t have plans for this weekend, do you?”

She shook her head, “None that I can think of.”

“Good,” he closed the door to the fridge then walked to the cupboard to get dishes for their dinner, “I’m going to ask dad if we can take the boat out. Darrick wants to go and I figured you could ask one of your girlfriends to be his date.”
Sarah rolled her eyes and turned away from the pans on the stove. She put a hand on her hip and gave him one of her famous how-dare-you stares. The very thought of being trapped on a small boat with Darrick gave her chills and she couldn’t bring one of her friends along to suffer as well.

“Can’t it just be the two of us?” she asked.
Rusty shrugged, “I’m sorry, it was his idea.”

“Then which friend of mine were thinking about torturing this weekend? Darrick doesn’t exactly make a good first impression.” Sarah said.

“I was thinking about Sam. She’s outgoing just like he is and maybe they’d hit it off.” Rusty replied.

She shook her head then turned back to the noodles. She stirred them around in the pot, letting them get soggy in the boiling water. She turned up the heat for the sauce and stirred that as well.

“I really don’t think Sam would be interested in Darrick. She’s weird, but not that weird.” Sarah finally said.
“I know, but all of your other friends would hate him. I don’t really want him to feel like the third wheel and I promised him a date with a cool chick. Will you at least just ask Sam if she’d go?” Rusty asked.

With the wooden spoon in her grasp as she mixed the meat in with the red sauce, she thought about the idea of hooking one of her good friends up with a guy she can’t stand. Most of her hated the idea of forcing Sam to spend time with Darrick, but bringing her along might mean that he’d spend less time with Rusty so the two of them could have some alone time out at sea.

“Fine, I’ll text her later and see if she wants to go with us. Sailing isn’t really her thing, but she does like hot, meat headed guys sometimes.” Sarah said with a hint of annoyance to her voice.

Rusty put his hands on her shoulders and began to rub them, “Thank you babe. I promise that this weekend will be the best one of your life and you’ll never forget it.”

She planted a kiss on his lips and said, “You better be right otherwise you owe me something amazing.”